The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1887-08-19

over her looking in wonder at the magic
garment.
SIN the names of Brahma, silva and
Vishnu,'' exclaimed the wondering We
man, when she perceived her daughter to
be fully aroused, "where did you get that
cloak 2"
Then Yuddi told the marvellous story;
and the good woman, who had a strong
belief in the supernatural, and who, more
over, had never had cause to doubt her
child's veracity, accepted it without a MUIR
muir.
sYou are indeed blessed my only Que, .
she said as she clasped her to her breast.
"Strive to retain the Fairy's gift
All that morning Yuddi was intensely
happy, but at the hour of moo her father
came home to his meagre dinner. he, too,
saw the cloak, and was told lis history.
But he scoffed at the tale, and accused
poor Yuddi of having found or stolen the
cloak and then attempting to deceive him.
The poor little girl was deeply wounded.
Never before had her word been mistrust-
ed. On telling the story the second time
to one who was unsympathetic, she began
to realize how almost impossible it sound
ed. So, later on, when she wen out wear
ing the cloak, and some of the children
crowded around her, and asked where she
got it, she unhappily equivocated. In an
instant the dreadful word "falsifier," in
the flaming words Of t~ell-tale scarlet ap-
pcared upon her back. Her companions
ran from her screaming with fear. Yuddi
tore off the cloak, and almost blinded with
bitter tears rushed home, and sobbed out
her ~unavailing grief to her mother. That
good woman comforted her as well as pos
sible, and tried to show the child that even
if she had lost the cloak, she had been
taught a lesson which she ought never to
forget.
Yuddi was, however, almost heart-bro-
ken, and it was only when her mother re-
minded her that she still owed a duty to
the Fairy, that she reused herself a lit
tie from her sorrow. 81 viii keep my
word in that at least" she said. ~ will
go to the good Rhasta, my master,
and offer it to him." Without loss of
time she sought the wise old man, told her
story and offered the cloak.
''My child,' he said, as he took it, Il
will try to wear it. But l am old and
know the world and men well. To few it
can be given to be absolutely truthful. |
fear I am not one of those. Come to me
in the morning"
When Yuddi returned Rhasta was no
longer wearing the cloak.
II have lost it sooner than | expected,
my child. You know how poor am and
how few pupils | have. Last night the
father of Rhum Cat came 10 me and asked
how his son was getting on. thought to
myself, if l tell how hopelessly stupid
Rhum Cat is, he will be taken away. l
did not tell the truth, and I I'm punished,
for l have lost both cloak and pupil. When
the father saw the word upon my back he
said his son should come to me no longer"
Again Yuddi resumed her quest for a
wearer of the cloak. Among Others she
took it to a famous lawyer. Child, have
you come to mock me ?" he cried. 81
could not keep it all hour, and do my best
for my clients. might keep it an hour if
I were asleep, though believe l sometimes
talk in my sleep, so even then couldn't
be sure of it,
Once more the weary search began, A
wise woman, famous for herbs and medi-
cines, refused to try it. ''Did | tell some
sick people the truth about themselves
they would surely die, when. if | bid them
hope there is a possible chance for them.
If l told others of what my medicines are
made, they would lose faith in them.
Take away your cloak"
Day after day poor Yuddi continued the
task which she began to think was hope
less. Many took the cloak who had not
wisdom enough to know that there was not
the remotest chance of their keeping 1t
even for a few minutes. Tradesmen lost
it through misrepresenting the value of
their goods; manufacturers, through sell
ing adulterated articles; and even an art
list, who was famed as a seeker after ideal
truth, through willfully attempting to i'm
prove on nature in his landscapes and by
grossly flattering in his portraits, likewise
lost it.
At last the despairing Yuddi gained au-
dience with the wisest man in the land,
the Kings Chief Councillor. "You must
be very young and innocent to come to me,
ny child" he said when she had told the
reason of her visit. 'know that if I told
the truth to my Royal Master about some
of our foreign relations, or when he asks
me what his people think of him, | should
need about a hundred lives a year"
Then let me see the King" boldly
cried Yuddi; she at least has none to
fear
"You think SO, child? Well, will con-
trive you shall see him. But you NAV
have to wait a long time"
Yuddi answered that she did not care
how long. The cloak was becoming an
intolerable burden to her, never long alb
sent from her sight, and it was in her
mind night and day, sleeping or waking.
She had need of all her patience, for
kings are not easily seen, especially by the
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